she really just doesn't give a shit about anything but her pet project if she doesn't have to, does she?You'd met Lady Magister Stanisława Skłodowicz, the High Wizard of Middenheim, once before, but that was a brief meeting while you passed through her domain for a meeting with the Ar-Ulric. As Middenheim is the obvious waystation for personnel and materials that the nascent project may require, and the Wizards and Alchemists Guild the obvious middle-man for handling it, you organize a lengthier meeting with her to take place before the arrival of your first three fellows.
"Mmm," she says distractedly, her eyes never straying far from a softly simmering alembic. "Well, I won't pretend I'll be put out by all this. Ulrican hosts can be prickly, and you working with their new friends is going to make that easier. Just Wizards, is it?"
She looks directly at you for the first time in the conversation. "The Light Order is taking an interest?"
"Just Egrimm," you correct.
She gives you a long, searching look. As focused as she is on her own research, one doesn't become a Lady Magister or the High Wizard of Middenheim by being ignorant of politics. But in the end she doesn't ask any of the questions she might have. "Just Egrimm, then," she says. "Very well. I'll have someone prepare rooms for their arrival, and I'll have word sent when they arrive. The Graf has birds that can carry messages to their city."
but she does often have to it seems.
"But I'm still not sure why I'm here."
"Mira didn't mention?"
"If that woman says jump, I don't ask questions, I jump. Especially considering..." He looks sideways at Johann and Maximillian. "Well. Considering."
"Very well. We're here to work with the Eonir."
He frowns. "The Orders are getting involved in the Nordland mess?"
"Led to believe," Egrimm echoes.
"What if there is nothing for the Empire's contribution?" Egrimm interrupts.
"What is it?" Egrimm asks, staring transfixed.
As dissatisfied as he was with Alric, it's still rather a step down in prestige to go from the most senior Magister Patriarch of the Orders of Magic to the most junior Lady Magister, so any little thing to shore up your own status in his eyes could be helpful.
I just only released how much we cold clocked him by going over his head with... basically the whole situation. hopeful he will forgive us for our good intentions, but really really should use '[] Spend time assisting or ingratiating yourself with someone else' before hiring someone in the future.
This is your first extended foray into the city of Tor Lithanel, and it's one that proves quite effective, as there's none so helpful and patient as someone who's about to make a substantial sale, whether that someone be human or Elf.
I wonder if some elfs are going to join that booksellers guild in the 'Mathy sugar baby' club.
a gamine Elf singing longingly of the freedom of the treetops, and over a mug of spiced wine you quiz them on the subject of their song, and they admit sheepishly that they're more longing for one specific person enjoying the freedom of the treetops, namely a member of their 'kithband'.
Elf Audrey Hepburn sighted! (or just Audrey Hepburn, to be honest.)
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